Chapter 62 The sky of Fengyang is about to change!

At 3:30 pm, the second editorial meeting ended. Qi Yunying brought He Yuan a little bad news. Today's front page was obtained by reporters from Zhan Yi's same group, so Zhan Yi once kept the account.

He Yuan didn't care, but Cui Yiyi was extremely depressed. She cried and couldn't recover for a long time. This little follower searched the Internet all morning, hoping to do something for the master, but she was tired enough. He Yuan felt sorry for his baby apprentice and took a few copies of the information into her computer, so that she would not seek materials aimlessly. Learning basic skills first was the key, and he patted his chest to ensure that there was a way to deal with this assessment. When Cui Yiyi heard this, she smiled and said.

The information is all the experience summarized by He Yuan over the years. As the saying goes, it is hard to find a fortune. If Cui Yiyi had not moved him, Old He would not have given many years of hard work to others.

This is the front page of Fengyang Daily yesterday. Tsk tsk, the competition pressure is too great now, everyone is committing suicide. Look, I am only in my twenties and can’t bear the pressure anymore. What a pity that I am very young.

The conversation of colleagues attracted He Yuan's attention. It is said that suicide is not surprising these days, but in the same newspaper, I can only read other newspapers to learn about news events. It is not a kind of sorrow. They are big newspapers, and they have connections. Alas, Old He sighed gently and made up his mind that if he becomes the leader of the seventh group, he must cultivate his subordinates well. Money is one aspect, but the sense of accomplishment cannot be exchanged for money. Seeing the team members grow little by little and the rise of the newspaper, the fun and satisfaction cannot be understood by everyone. At least, He Yuan likes this feeling very much. Of course, money is also very important.

I looked over my head and saw a photo of an ordinary size in the center. This was taken by the deceased before his death. A smile hung on the corner of his mouth. Although he was not handsome, he smiled happily...

The corners of He Yuan's mouth trembled in vain...

Yes, it's him!!!

He Yuan felt his brain roar and his face muscles twitching wildly. He grabbed the newspaper and almost tore it in half because he tried too hard...

That's right, it was him!!!

After repeated confirmation, Lao He confirmed the judgment. He had seen the man in the photo, but he would never have thought that he would appear again three months later, and it appeared with a cold body...

He Yuan ignored everyone's strange eyes and ran out of the newspaper...

Things are so strange, a conspiracy is definitely a conspiracy!

In the taxi, he said an address to the driver and was not in his words. His mind was running quickly. He needed to be calm, calm...

Gradually, He Yuan's urgent mood calmed down. Things had not yet developed to an irreversible level. Yes, he didn't need to hurry and urged to expel the turbid air. Old He was calm and kept blaming himself. I should have thought of it long ago, alas, I just didn't do my old job for a few months, and I almost made a big mistake. Fortunately, fortunately...

A comfortable smile on weekdays floated on the corner of his mouth again. He Yuan walked into this flat building, which was five stories high and was a new residential community with a good environment.

This is the home of the fat man Jiang Qingrong. On the top floor, He Yuan knocked on the door. He called before coming. Jiang Qingrong had already arranged it. He sent his wife to go shopping. At this time, there were only two of them in the room.

Compared to He Yuan's leisurely life, Jiang Qingrong seemed a little anxious. He brought Old He into the study and said casually: Brother Ah, why did you think of visiting my brother's house today? Haha, just call me if you have something to do. As long as I can, we will definitely do it for you. We have been friends for many years, so we don't have to be so disgusted.It can be seen that Jiang Qingrong was a little absent-minded, and the faint sadness between his eyebrows was undoubtedly revealed. To the extent that the official had reached his level, the emotional cover was a basic skill, but now I think there was something wrong with this attitude.

He Yuan thought for a moment and knew the reason. He was not anxious and started fighting like Jiang Qingrong. The old and the young were called brothers and brothers, and the scene was a bit funny.

But for a moment, Jiang Qingrong couldn't sit still. Both of them knew the truth. In fact, there was no need to talk nonsense. It was just that Jiang Qingrong was hesitating whether to tell him that he came to Fengyang and was weak and had his family to take care of him...

Jiang Qingrong gritted his teeth and looked at He Yuan with a serious expression: Brother, we are always acquaintances in Beijing. I won’t say anything extra nonsense today. I just want to ask you one thing, what do you think of me, Jiang Qingrong?

He Yuan smiled: You are an old fox, you never do business at a loss, you are sleek and competing for power. Haha, you can't do it for being a clean official, but at least you have never done anything that is harmful to the world. Just based on this last point, I personally like you, a fat man.

Jiang Qingrong couldn't laugh or cry: Then we... we swallowed it back halfway.

Lao He lit a cigarette and took a light sip. Looking at Jiang Qingrong who was eager to speak but stopped, he smiled indifferently: I know what you are going to say. Do you want to ask if we are friends? Haha, today you are not much the same as before. You must have something to ask me, right?Waiting for Jiang Qingrong to say that He Yuan continued: You have helped me many times in Beijing, and I have helped you. In short, we are going to draw, and no one has taken advantage of anyone. However, when I left Beijing, no, it should be said that escaping from Beijing was more appropriate. At that time, every train station and airport were their spies. What I didn’t expect was that you who helped me escape was you. Haha, we have always had interests. Who would have thought that you, a fat man, suddenly stepped forward and was righteous. Although you have to help me, I am a person who holds grudges and kindness. We are not friends, but in short, I owe you once.

He Yuan said it is true. Those people knew that Jiang Qingrong and he were on the way. If he left Beijing alive, those people would be a little afraid and dare not touch Jiang Qingrong. This is also the reason why the fat man had to help him.

Jiang Qingrong's face changed a little: How did you know?

You don’t have to worry about how I know. I owe you. How do you pay back this love? Let’s just say that I don’t want to owe someone too long. You’d better tell me it as soon as possible.Xing Wei is the matter of He Yuan’s brothers. There are very few people who know Miao Miao. A person with a strong reputation in the world is definitely a powerful eyeliner. Therefore, Beijing’s trends can be easily understood by He Yuan.

He Yuan thought Jiang Qingrong would speak loudly, but he shook his head: You said too, I have a reason to help, so you don’t owe me, and I don’t owe you either. I’m tired, I just want to spend my whole life with my wife and son safely, and have no other requests, but I didn’t expect that Fengyang, which is not big, would not let me... Alas, you said right, I beg you for something. What I said below can be understood as a friend’s confession, a big brother’s plea. In short, you can’t let the third person know.

Lao He felt that Jiang Qingrong had changed, and the wind and rain in Beijing had turned his temper down. Jiang Qingrong was like this, Zhuo Jun was like this, and maybe he was like this.

Jiang Qingrong carefully confirmed the doors and windows, and then returned to his seat, pressing the voice to a very small amount, his tone was a little helpless and a little anxious: The sky in Fengyang is about to change!